Today's Emperor Ming has six princes and eight princesses. There are only two adult princes, Xiao Ji, King of Jiang and Xiao Ji, King of Cheng.

King Jiang came from a humble background, and his mother was just a little maid beside Queen Yuan, who was unexpectedly favored, and her position is only a concubine so far.

His fiefdom, Jiangzhou, was the most barren place in the whole of Kundong.

On the other hand, King Cheng is also the prince who has reached the crown, but King Cheng's fief is the richest and most vast Chengzhou in the east of Kui.

The prince lived in a fief as an adult, and he was not allowed to return to the capital without being called, which was the practice of the Dasheng Dynasty for many years.

King Cheng did not need to abide by it, and Emperor Ming even gave him the right to freely enter and leave the court to visit his successors.

King Cheng only occupies one concubine on the surface, but in fact, he still occupies a long time.

But in the history books, there are several eldest sons who succeeded to the throne smoothly.

King Cheng only believes in his own strength.

The moon gradually moved westward, and the Mid-Autumn Festival palace banquet also came to an end.

Emperor Ming, who was sitting on the upper seat, finally remembered the Jinzhou official team who met the evil bandits on the road, and hurriedly gave a few reassuring wills, and then prepared to leave the table.

This includes sealing Wan Ziyang, the prince of Yingjun, as the king of Yingjun, and giving the official Liyang command to make the envoy calm.

"If there is nothing wrong with Aiqing, today's palace banquet will be dispersed." This was just a kind word from the emperor.

Who knows that someone really dares to take it.

"The minister has something to do, the minister Lanzhou army thousands of households Qian Tianhe, invited himself to go to Lijiang to suppress bandits."

The military department Shangshu Qian Cheng looked at his stupid son, and he couldn't say how angry he was.

Emperor Ming looked at the young man in front of him who was respectfully saluting, and felt a little funny in his heart. "Yes, from today onwards, you are a thousand households of the Chongzhou army, so let's order troops by yourself."

When the eunuch arrived, Wan Ziyang and Wan Jinyue were kneeling in the mourning hall, silently burning paper money.

Kneel, listen to orders, give rewards, and send off guests.

Wan Jinyue looked at Minghuang's holy decree, the emperor meant not to let his brother return to Jinzhou.

The leader of the 100,000 Wan family army seems to be about to change.

Wan Ziyang was detained in Liyang Mansion by a holy decree, and only women and children were left in Jinzhou.

After the brothers and sisters of the Wan family discussed, they decided to take their grandmother and sister to Liyang for easy care.

The sixth day of the ninth month is an auspicious day for burial.

As an unmarried daughter, Wan Jinyue cannot follow the funeral procession to the ancestral grave.

Wan's father's body has not been found, and the Wan family brothers and sisters chose Wan's father's favorite silkworm brocade clothes and a jade pendant engraved with the word "Qing" and put them in the coffin.

The autumn rain continued, and I didn't feel much on my body, but my heart was cold.

There are still ten days to go before the mourning period, father, your grievances will be found out sooner or later.

Wan Jinyue stood in the courtyard, looking up at the gray sky, and the raindrops slid down her cheeks.

The fragrance of osmanthus in the air is getting weaker and weaker day by day.

The filial piety period in March was about to expire, and Mrs. Wan, who set off from Jinzhou in early September, finally arrived in Liyang in late September.

The long convoy stopped in front of the gate of Yingjun Wang. Wan Jinyue almost ran out of the gate.

Suddenly, the old grandmother, the silent Aunt Chen, and the two sisters also looked a lot thinner.

Tomorrow will be the filial piety period, and there are still mourning flags hanging at the gate of the Yingjun Palace.

Wan Jinyue held back her tears and helped Mrs. Wan into the house.

Aunt Chen and the two Wan girls followed.

The two housekeepers were busy settling the people and belongings.

Wan Ziyang is not in the mansion today, he will take office tomorrow, and today he went to Liyang to command the envoy to hand over the relevant matters of the pacification.

Wan Jinyu, who entered the mansion, pulled Wan Jinyue to look at it again and again, and tears kept sliding down her eyes.

The third sister turned out to be really alive, and the letter to report safety was true.

After some chatting, everyone went back to their yard to settle.

Qinglan and Ying'er also followed Mrs. Wan and her party to Liyang this time.

As usual, Wan Jinyue only left Qinglan to take care of her, and put Ying'er and Bai Xia in the outer courtyard to sprinkle and do some chores.

Wan Ziyang, who was out of the filial piety period, officially attacked the knight, and Liyang's command of the envoy to Zhenfu was also handed over and officially took office.

And Wan Jinyue has not been idle for the rest of the month, she has practiced martial arts diligently under the guidance of Yun Yuan.

Yun Yuan, who was originally planning to teach Wan Jinyue next year, also put it on the agenda.

In this world, most of the martial arts are children's skills that they start to practice at the age of five or six, and if they start late, it will affect the effect.

But Yun Yuan didn't start learning kung fu until she was fifteen years old in her last life, five or six years later than today's Wan Jinyue.

Therefore, Yun Yuan's kung fu is suitable for people who start late.

Yun Yuan taught Wan Jinyue's light skills, called Wind Shadow Walk.

Xi Jin, the founder of Fengyingbu, was a martial arts master who was famous in Kundong.

At the age of thirty, Xi Jin suddenly disappeared from the public eye.

Wind Shadow Step has become a legend in the rivers and lakes.

Wan Jinyue didn't know what the wind shadow walked, Yun Yuan was willing to teach, so she was willing to learn.

The death of her father made her suddenly understand that this world has never been peaceful.

If you want to protect the people you care about, you can only rely on yourself.

Martial arts can't be left behind, and the rest must be arranged.

Wan Jinyue began to check the list of officials in Jinzhou and the situation in the DPRK and China.

Yun Yuan began to use the name of Yuan Jing to walk the streets and alleys.

Most of the cities in the east of Kundong are a structure, the east city is inhabited by nobles, and the west city is inhabited by commoners.

Liyang Mansion is no exception, but in the middle of Liyang Mansion, there is a magnificent imperial city.

If you want to get a lot of information, the common beggars on the streets are a big help.

Tea houses in the streets and alleys are also a good choice.

In fact, the most confusing and most accessible to the aristocracy is the top Qinglou.

The establishment of the news network has never been achieved overnight.

It takes time, faithful and trustworthy people, and a lot of money.

Yun Yuan this time, she was eyeing the beggar.

When she was a killer back then, Yun Yuan had a lot of dealings with the three sects and nine streams.

The beggars in a city have never been a plate of loose sand.

Finding the leader of the beggars in Liyang Mansion and using it for himself is Yun Yao's goal in the near future.

The western city of Liyang Mansion is far more prosperous than Jinzhou.

Yun Yuan was dressed in plain brocade, holding a folding fan in her hand, and beside her was Qinglan dressed as a small maid.

Not far away, there was a beggar of fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in tatters, who seemed to be begging on his knees, but his eyes were full of dodge.

He's more like a spying on people.

Yun Yuan was curious, so she chose a nearby tea stall, ordered a pot of Biluochun, and sat down.

"Qinglan, did you see that beggar? You went and put two silver nudes in his bowl. ”

Qinglan responded. Yun Yuan kind of understood why Wan Yatou liked this stuffy gourd.

Loyal, silent, and obedient, never asking why.

Yun Yuan was at the tea stall to observe the reaction of the beggars.

The silver nude fell into the tattered pottery bowl with a crisp sound different from that of the copper plate.

The beggar was not excited to thank him gratefully, but was stunned and stunned.

By the time he reacted, Qinglan had already returned to Yun Yuan's side.

Sure enough, there is a problem, but I don't know, can this kid have something to do with the beggar head of Liyang Mansion.